If Andress' pain-set face could ever wear a genuine smile, it did now at Ayden's enthusiastic fervor at taking down the brigands. "Chastity will be avenged then. Let her pain fuel you. I know that Chastity suffers in her current state. She suffers as few have ever suffered. Something has her soul and won't release it. She can't go forward, but neither can she go back."
Andress turns away and touches her hand to the simple stone well. "I prayed and took divine communion with my god. Ilmater gave me a glimpse of Chastity's circumstance. It was horrible. Her imprisonment serves no purpose but to amuse a merciless thing. This creature exists somewhere between life and death, in the valley to the west. It may be helping these brigands. That they are rogues of some sort is all I can tell you of them. Some farms along the outskirts of the village were ransacked shortly before Chastity returned. But nontheless, you should take this information and use it to fuel your thirst for revenge, your..."
Andress stops suddenly, surprise at her own words crossing her face. "I.. I apologize to you all. This is not the way a priestess of Ilmater should carry herself. I am simply too overcome with grief at the loss of her. She was my best friend, like a sister to me, you understand. I have let my own selfish need for vengeance get the best of me. You can be sure I will exact an appropriate penance upon myself for making such a slip," she says, the cleric's face relaxing, a calm, almost euphoric look replacing the one of surprise.
"If there are no more questions, please head out as soon as possible. Give the proper repayment to those brigands that they deserve for what they have done."
